Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Paraguay and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Ludus to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Infiniti,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Intrusion,
The Fall,
Model 500,
Alphaville,
Ultimate Spinach,
Underground Resistance,
Henry Cow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Bananas,
Ice-T,
The Smoke,
Rekid,
ABBA,
Al Stewart,
Country Teasers,
Man Parrish,
the Human League,
Basic Channel,
Unwound,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Bar-Kays,
Arab on Radar,
Desert Stars,
Sixth Finger,
The Real Kids,
Agitation Free,
Moby Grape,
Idris Muhammad,
Hardrive,
Jeff Mills,
Marine Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ituana,
Sarah Menescal,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cameo,
The Grass Roots,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Vogues,
Drexciya,
Neu!,
Marvin Gaye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Foxx,
Blossom Toes,
Bush Tetras,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hoover,
Gregory Isaacs,
Faust,
Arthur Verocai,
CMW,
Thompson Twins,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.